She knows things that I don't know

Welcome to the Church of Noise
Welcome to the Church of Noise

It takes more than intellect to be a musician
Put your soul into it a little, OK?

This goes way beyond beliefs
Take this far away from me

Welcome to the Church of Noise
Welcome to the Church of Noise

Empire's singin' on the backdoor step
Showband's dyin' on my radio set
Every light shines out on a Sunday
Heaven sent with guilt and regret
I am lost in your acetylene light, so bad
One more trip
One more trip to my head
To my head now...

Red skies, summer marches on
We should go away together, mongrels in a mess forever

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Welcome to the Church of Noise (welcome to the, welcome to the)

Welcome to the Church of Noise (welcome to the, welcome to the)
Welcome to the Church of Noise (welcome to the, welcome to the